Under Circumstances

Under Circumstances

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Being who I am, I’ve gotten into sticky situations here and there. I’ve gotten into fights with boys and girls, beating the shit out of them. I’ve broken into stores, houses, banks, anything you can think of, and getting away from the cops in the mitts of it too. All kinds of trouble you can think of, I did it, and I'm only a sophmore. I’ve even developed a sort of what you say... Potty Mouth as well. I guess that's what ever the hell most people call it. I'm in a gang that I've been in since my dad began leaving a lot; so maybe 5 years. I'm the strongest one in the gang. Been strong from birth and the strength just kept increasing over the years. My current situation, I'm pretty sure you would think I deserved it based off my history of mishaps. So here’s how I got here…
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⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ Not for the faint of heart, I explore dark parts of my mind and unfurl them for your own enjoyment. All of these stories are true. You don't know me, and you're never going to. This is basically just a shitty diary of my life with very few details as to who I am, Don't want to scare you off. Feel free to read but I don't really care. I'm just a screwed up guy that everyone knows and nobody cares about really. If you can't tell I'll probably swear quite a bit in this so if you don't like that I'm sorry, but this really isn't a good read anyway it's just me complaining about the fact I still exist. Actually no, whilst I did start this to complain about my life, the stories are fluctuating, as I discover I am infact worthy of love, even I don't believe it at all times. I hope you enjoy my rantings. ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

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